Before the most dangerous disasters of the Endless World, even Milly of the Ice Age, now a Level Six Stigmata Grand Wizard, had become an insignificant presence. The best help she could offer Green was not to distract him.
It had to be said, those words carried a touch of irony.
After their brief exchange, the Ice Crystal Phoenix within Green's vertical pupil cast a deep look at Lafi's shadow behind him, then sank once more into the deepest part of his pupil and vanished.
As though sensing something, Yellow Springs Netherworld Lafi gazed blankly at the Ice Crystal Phoenix within Green's vertical pupil.
Yet Yellow Springs Netherworld Lafi was merely a supernatural phenomenon pieced together from Green's lingering emotions for Lafi and the memories within his heart. She possessed no independent consciousness, nor was she a life-form of the Endless World. Thus, her look back at Milly of the Ice Age was merely an instinctive reaction to being observed by a third consciousness.
The surging, turbulent magical shockwave radiating from Green was naturally extraordinary, far surpassing the limits of the fleeing Overlords. Even Clearbright Hermit, the old frog who had already escaped deep into the pitch-black void, could not help turning back. His bulging eyes were filled with astonishment as he stared at the First-generation Wizard King who had caused space-time to twist.
With a "gulp," the old frog swallowed the pearl back into his mouth, and a muffled grunt came from his puffed cheeks.
"This fellow still retained such formidable reserves. Unfortunately, any material-energy attack is weakened by dozens of times when it encounters this bizarre civilization. Otherwise, it might truly have been possible to forcefully rescue that fellow. What a pity."
Muttering regretfully, the old frog slowed for a moment before charging onward again, gradually disappearing without